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She walks the darkness alone.
A street of broken glass.
A street of shattered dreams.
Now just memories from the past.

She wears a tattered and torn garment of so many battles
she fought alone.
Neverending tears flowing down
bruised cheeks.
Because of hearts that turned to stone.

Shards of glass leaving wounds
that never heal,
with every step she takes.
Wishing with everything inside of her that this was'nt real.
That it's not her heart that breaks.

She walks the darkness alone.
Where hopelesness and dispair roam.
She may be walking a neverending road of tears,
but she's just trying to find her way  home.

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